Our accomodation was like our lovely punk friends home, if he didn’t know, we coming. If he know it, he cleaning. Uninterpretable entrance, – floors, – stairs, like a really sympathetic fool’s castle. And I think, this idea it’s really close to the truth, because we met the owner-woman. We love she, and her crazy collects, which’s everywhere. Despite of the fact, we want to buy this picture from the dog, but she said ‘No!’ Because It’s made from her dog…

We dropped our stuff and we decided: We don’t need shower every day! So we started really quickly our city day. Next to the accomodation, there is a civil, community house where we met an English man, who can speak Hungarian. He said : If you are English, the German-, the French- or the Spanish language not so special, but if you can said, I’m speak Hungarian language it’s really rare. So I learned it, when I were in Hungary…

Of course, Plymouth has got walking streets for the turists, it’s really typical. In the real city center, we met a lot of teenagers in the nights. They are like a normal teens with baby carriage, howled really bad music, yelled and jumping.